New year, new start. A bit belatedly but I'm having a good day today, doing big things, and little things that only take a minute but that 'I'll do later'.
Daughter and Elder Son both adopted the wearing of sweatpants for home-working ages ago; today I joined them, and, my, aren't they comfortable? I also bought two new pairs of pj bottoms for evening lounging. I've been wearing the same pairs for years and both have lost their elastic and fall down so it's about time I splashed out. Not only that but I'm throwing the old ones away! Yes, not putting them back in the drawer 'just in case'.
I've also made a cake, put in two loads of washing, hung out one, created a rota, written most of my article, and - most momentous - phoned someone. It wasn't a momentous phone call, rather it was the act of making a call. I hate phoning people! (It was perfectly fine and lovely and chatty, not an ordeal at all but you can bet the next time I have to do it I'll still put it off.)
The article I'm writing refers to this photo. Can you spot me in it?
13 comments:
That is a great photo. I couldn’t find you though.
You're breaking eggs with a stick! I found a couple of little girls who might be you, but I need guidance.
School photographs are the best! I defer phone calls, too, but usually enjoy then once they've started.
I can’t stand making phone calls I can prevaricate for a couple of months
You are the boy on the far left in the back row--the one who looks rather grumpy about having his photo taken and being forced to stand in the same row as the teacher. tee-hee Of course, I know you are one of the adorable little girls, but I don't know which one. Isn't it difficult to throw out stuff? On New Year's Day I cleaned out my sock drawer and actually got rid of socks I haven't worn in a few years because they didn't stay up or they were uncomfortable and didn't look good with my clothes. I amazed myself by marching to the kitchen wastebasket with them and tossing them in and not taking them right back out because I was thinking, I'll probably need these some day. If I haven't needed them in years, then I won't need them in the future. But now that I think about it again, maybe it was all a mistake . . .
Love,
Janie
I have a lot of knickers - some even have holes - that I'm hanging on to!
Front row.
What does breaking eggs with a stick mean? Front row.
It's weird, isn't it?
I wonder why we are like this.
I wear sweat pants at home, summer and winter. They are light enough for summer and just barely ok in winter. Sue dresses comfy but she has standards.
Good for you letting go of things. I have a hard time throwing things away.
My own abhorrence of making phone calls I blame on my youth. We had a crank phone box on the wall (out of the reach of youngsters) that connected us to a country line and were taught that only "grownups" might use that phone. I guess I don't yet feel like a grownup at age 87. I break into a nervous sweat at the thought of making a call or when the phone rings. At work, I would walk several buildings over before making a phone call.
Good for you, throwing things out.
No, I cannot identify the particular girl on the front row who bears your name.
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